¿Para qué querías que llegara el sábado?, by Cola Jet Set Why did you want Saturday to come?

Why did you want Saturday to come? There is always time to do nothing Happiness is fleeing forward Through the labyrinth of the seven doors And none of them open And they open all at once And I'm afraid to scream and fall In a weightless abyss I feel like my head is going to explode I want to escape this city My Urban Nightmare I dream that my life may or may not be a lie Built on nothing or something dark And I don't want to wake up It's better to laugh than to cry And have a good time until the end In an absurd death Urban nightmare, rural torment There's no rest for this poor animal No rest on Saturday Why did you want Saturday to come?